Number 1's words made Elder Luo think carefully.
He subconsciously looked in Chu Feng's direction.
Was the appearance of that little fellow intentional? Or was there another reason?
What was the master's purpose?
What was the cause of this calamity?
Where would it end up?
When and in what way would the existences as strong as Master return?
…
For a moment, countless questions flashed through Elder Luo's mind.
But no one could answer him.
All of this was like a ball of loose threads.
Countless threads twined together.
It was complicated.
It couldn't be cut, and it was still messy.
They were just people in the game.
There was no more communication between Number One and Elder Luo.
They silently looked at Chu Feng, No. 7, and the others in the air.
In the sky, Chu Feng was unaware of the voice transmission between the two big shots.
He did not know what secrets he had.
